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Is Wilkie Collins around yet? |
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Wilkie Collins was born on 8 January 1824 and died on 23 September 1889.
http://www.wilkiecollins.com/ |
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Sweet!
At least I have Chaucer! 1 Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote When April with its sweet-smelling showers 2 The droghte of March hath perced to the roote, Has pierced the drought of March to the root, 3 And bathed every veyne in swich licour And bathed every vein (of the plants) in such liquid 4 Of which vertu engendred is the flour; By which power the flower is created; 5 Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth When the West Wind also with its sweet breath, 6 Inspired hath in every holt and heeth In every wood and field has breathed life into 7 The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne The tender new leaves, and the young sun 8 Hath in the Ram his half cours yronne, Has run half its course in Aries, 9 And smale foweles maken melodye, And small fowls make melody, 10 That slepen al the nyght with open ye Those that sleep all the night with open eyes 11 (So priketh hem Nature in hir corages), (So Nature incites them in their hearts), 12 Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages, Then folk long to go on pilgrimages, 13 And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes, And professional pilgrims to seek foreign shores, 14 To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes; To distant shrines, known in various lands; 15 And specially from every shires ende And specially from every shire's end 16 Of Engelond to Caunterbury they wende, Of England to Canterbury they travel, 17 The hooly blisful martir for to seke, To seek the holy blessed martyr, 18 That hem hath holpen whan that they were seeke. Who helped them when they were sick. |
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Name: Peter Wolfe (P.W)
Gender: Male Age: 31 Race: Human Appearance: 5'11 with short dark hair and dark eyes. He is well tanned and weathered by years at sea. His hands show the callouses of years of handling roaps and hard work. There is an uneasy look in his eyes when he is alone, but it dissapears when he is with others. Abilities: Peter is an experienced sailor. He's a good shot with a musket and a fair hand with a sword. He's got some experience in just about every aspect of running a ship, from rigging, to supply gathering. Personality: Peter is confident, but quiet. He keeps mostly to himself. Religion: Christian, but his faith is in shambles. Position: any the Captain will assign to him.
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mispellers of the world 'untie'! ![]() wa:do Cherokee for 'thank you'
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1) Name: Luke Marsh 2) Gender: Male 3) Age: Speculated to be 28 4) race: Humanoid appearance, but upon meeting my character, it becomes obvious he is something much more. 5) abilities: A battlemage type of character, I can fight, conjure, and cast destruction magic. 6) Personality: My character has many traces of madness and insanity about him. He is also very quite, and keeps to himself. He is known to perform bizarre religious rituals in the middle of the night. 7) religion: My religions is often described as an odd one, of possible Satanic origins. I learned of this religion |